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a true story: Hey Brazen. I Want My Dad. Will You Help? Part III
If you have not yet read Part II, click here: Part II
Part III
Every few days I'd pop onto the site to see if there was an update, but there wasn't. After about two weeks or so, I figured I wasn't going to hear back from him at all. Finally, I hit him up to see if he still wanted to talk. He responded the next day, apologizing he hasn’t contacted me. But he had an update.
"So did something happened with your dad?"
“I followed your advice again, and did pretty much exactly what you said.”
“So tell me everything, step by step.” I was bursting through my skin. “What happened?”
“We were sitting watching TV. I was on the couch and he was in his recliner.”
“Were you naked?”
“Yes, we always are now.”
“You sexy stud. What a vision that is in my head of the two of you.”
“lol”
“So keep going.”
“I started thinking about him fucking me, and instantly I got hard. I kept my eyes on the TV, but I started shifting my position like I was trying to adjust myself and I was using my arm to try and hide my dick. I saw his head turn my way out of the corner of my eye, and I knew he was looking at my hard cock. He saw I was trying to cover it up, and then I looked over at him as he was staring at me. He could see I was uncomfortable and embarrassed.”
“Did he say anything?”
“Oh yeah. But it’s not just what he said. It’s what he did that blew my mind.”
“Holy shit!” I thought to myself. “This guy just keeps going for it with his Dad!” It drove me crazy in my mind to be picturing this actually playing out at their house. All that hot nakedness, and this son deliberately getting hard so his dad would catch him! I knew right away there had to be some positive atmosphere the dad was creating there or Jake wouldn’t be taking these bold risks. Yes, he was pushing things further on his own, but there still had to be some sense that his actions would pay off. I felt so locked into his father’s mindset, even though I didn’t know this man at all.
He hold me his father said, “Hey Jake, don’t worry about trying to cover that up. You don’t have to hide that from me.”
“I’m sorry Dad.” Jake replied. “Sometimes it just gets that way and I can’t stop it. It’s a little embarrassing is all.”
“You don’t have to feel embarrassed, son.” The dad reassured Jake. “We all get that way, and it’s nothing to be ashamed of. And by the way there is nothing little about that.” He gestured toward his son’s erection.
Jake sheepishly smiled at this father and said, “Yeah, but I’m the one who got hard and you didn’t. That’s why I’m embarrassed.”
“This is too hot for words, Jake!” I typed back with so much excitement in my fingers I could barely spell the words correctly. “What did he say when you told him that?”
“He didn’t’ say a word. He just stared at me, and wouldn’t look away. Then he grabbed his cock and started stroking it until he was totally hard!”
Reading these words as they appeared in our IM conversation on my screen had me hard as a rock, and I told Jake as much. Throughout many of our conversations I was hard and stroking – and he was too. Today was especially hot, with everything being told. I could ‘see’ Jake sitting there naked and hard in front of his father, telling him of his embarrassment, with his father focusing on it and trying to make Jake feel comfortable. And I could see this hot, handsome, hung man staring his son in the eye, and getting himself hard for him. It had me bursting at my balls.
Jake continued his recounting of events. “I thought he would stop when he was fully hard, but he didn’t. He kept on jerking off and staring at me. My cock was dripping as I watched him, it was so hot. Then he closed his eyes and leaned back. He got really into masturbating himself while I watched. I felt like if I touched my dick I would cum in an instant. I was frozen in amazement and just watched him.”
I felt just like Jake did. If I didn’t stop touching my own dick, I was going to cum right then and there. Any expectation I had of what might happen was already blown out of the water, and I could only imagine the impact this had on Jake. He must have been jolted into the stratosphere.
“He started moaning like he was getting close to cumming, and his lower body started thrusting this fist.”
“WOW! What did your father sound like moaning?”
“It was all so incredible. Such a manly intense sound that filled the room. The moaning, the stroking, the way his body moved when he was thrusting up into his fist… it was amazing to be watching him. I never imagined I would see my dad being like this, and it was all happening right in front of me. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!”
“So what happened next?”
“He kept building up and building up until he couldn’t hold it back anymore. His moaning got really loud, and my dad’s cum started shooting out of his cock and up his body, landing all over his hairy chest and stomach. He was lost in his orgasm, like I wasn’t even there!”
I shot my load. I remember it clearly. I shot my fuckin’ load.
“I was in shock.” Jake said. “And my cock was harder than ever. Once he eased down a moment he looked at me and said, ‘There. Now there is nothing you ever have to be embarrassed about in front of me again.’ Then he laughed.
So I asked Jake, “Did you jerk off too?”
“Oh yes.” He said. “I looked back at my dad sitting there, covered in his cum and his big wet cock softening, and I grabbed my dick and started stroking it for him. I stroked it to him as much as I stroked it for him. It was like I wanted to show him his son could do the amazing thing he just did, and at the same time I needed to release what was nearly bursting in me. I was so turned on, it was nothing I’ve ever felt like before.”
Just reading his words had my second load already in the churner. It wouldn’t take much. “What was Dad doing while you stroked it?” I asked.
“He just watched me, but his face had this expression I’ve never seen on him before. It was like he was looking at me with such love, admiration, pride, and satisfaction. It’s hard to describe. And he was in some after-cum bliss, just slowly moving his hands through the cum on his chest and lightly massaging it around. He looked like some kind of sated animal.
“Did you cum for him?”
“I didn’t last long. I sprayed all over myself. Then he told me I did a good job and said I was a great son. He got up to get a towel for us to wipe up, and his cum was clung to his hairy chest and his wet cock dangled around. I love being able to watch him like that now.”
Once again, Dad took control of the situation and advanced things well beyond where either Jake or myself could have imagined. And so quickly! Deep inside I always felt that Jake’s dad would respond well to his son’s actions, but I wasn’t expecting him to propel things so much further. As if he was getting what he always wanted every bit as much as Jake was.
After they were wiped down, Jake told me he and his dad had a long talk and a lot was revealed. His dad let it be known that he was gay, but didn’t know how to share that with his son so he kept it hidden. All those years after Mom left, and never having a relationship with another woman... I was right and it was true after all. The father would keep his sexuality and his relationships away from home. Jake told his dad he was into men, too. Then he also came clean on his infatuation with his dad and how he had desired being naked with him. He finally told his dad that being naked together wasn’t all that he desired, and that he was attracted to him as well. In fact, he wanted to be with him. The father expressed the same desire for his son. That for a long time he watched his son develop into a beautiful and attractive young man that he wanted to be with, but knew he couldn’t possibly convey it, or act upon it. It was at this moment the two of them were expressing to each other the very thing they thought they would never be able to. They wanted to same thing. They wanted each other.
As I write this, it makes me think of how many sons and fathers who have these same mutual feelings but because they could not be openly expressed, a lifelong opportunity of a deeper love has passed them by, never to be realized. Yet, here it was happening for these two amazing men. And somehow I played a part in it. I feel like if I never advised Jake of what to do, the catalyst that broke down those walls may have never occurred. Who knows if I sped up the inevitable, or helped to create an entirely new reality which these two men desired but resigned themselves to never speaking of.
I was so proud of Jake for having the courage to try what he did, and so happy for these developments in his relationship with his father. It was a dream come true.
“How did the conversation go between you two about desiring each other?” I asked.
“We continued to talk about it. He wasn’t reluctant, but also knew what a sensitive subject this was and wanted to make sure I would be okay if something like this was really going to happen.”
“He’s a good dad and he loves you, Jake. I don’t think he’d be okay with doing anything if he thought for one moment you would not be able to handle it.”
“It’s what I’ve dreamed of since I’m like… 14. And I told him that. I want this. I’m ready for it. I can handle it. I love him. I mean... I really love him.
“You’re driving me nuts, man. I could just hug you. You have no idea how badly I wish I could be that trusted friend of your dad who gets to come over the house and be in on what you two have together.”
“That would be great. I would love that.”
“SO WOULD I!” Did anything happen with your Dad when you were talking about all of this? ”
“No. I mean, yes but no. We got very close while talking about all of this, but still had our personal space. I went to hug him when we were finishing up our talk. We hugged, but I think he sensed in my body that I may have wanted something more. He hugged me tight, but told me nothing more would happen yet. He wanted to make the first time special.”
“Damn, I really like your dad. That’s very sweet. Is there some sort of plan in mind?”
“Yes, his good friend has a cabin we use every once in a while to go camping. He arranged for us to go there for the weekend.”
“This weekend??”
“Yes, this weekend. That’s why I wanted to talk to you today. We leave tomorrow night. It’s about a 3 hour drive. I’m really excited about it. Nervous, but much more excited.”
“This is incredible! The two of you live together and are naked all the time. You could do anything you wanted at any moment but are waiting until you go away for the weekend first. Talk about romantic!”
“haha I know. He really wants this to be special.”
“Please get with me again as soon as you can once you get back. I’m dying to know what happened.”
“Yes, I will. I owe you a lot that’s why I’m telling you.”
“I really appreciate it, Jake. You owe me nothing, I’m just glad I could help and I got to know two pretty incredible men in the process.”
“You’re pretty incredible too. Thank you for everything you’ve done it really helped me.” Okay, I have to go, ttyl.”
We said our goodbyes, and two things occurred to me. First, the next time I would speak with him it would be just after one of the most amazing and significant events of his life. Second, there was no more for me to do. No more advice, no more plan, no more encouragement. They controlled it now. Everything was finally out in the open, and every single thing that happened leading up to it and as a result was a positive and incredible thing for both of them. This was all theirs now. The hand off already happened weather I realized it or not. And I was so happy for them.
End Part 3
Coming Soon... Part 4: The Weekend at The Cabin!
All pictures used are from the internet, and are not of any actual persons involved. They will taken down by request if any copyright or personal ownership can be proven.
All comments and feedback and welcomed and encouraged. I hope you enjoy the story, and my writing.
If you have not yet read Part II, click here: Part II
Part III
Every few days I'd pop onto the site to see if there was an update, but there wasn't. After about two weeks or so, I figured I wasn't going to hear back from him at all. Finally, I hit him up to see if he still wanted to talk. He responded the next day, apologizing he hasn’t contacted me. But he had an update.
"So did something happened with your dad?"
“I followed your advice again, and did pretty much exactly what you said.”
“So tell me everything, step by step.” I was bursting through my skin. “What happened?”
“We were sitting watching TV. I was on the couch and he was in his recliner.”
“Were you naked?”
“Yes, we always are now.”
“You sexy stud. What a vision that is in my head of the two of you.”
“lol”
“So keep going.”
“I started thinking about him fucking me, and instantly I got hard. I kept my eyes on the TV, but I started shifting my position like I was trying to adjust myself and I was using my arm to try and hide my dick. I saw his head turn my way out of the corner of my eye, and I knew he was looking at my hard cock. He saw I was trying to cover it up, and then I looked over at him as he was staring at me. He could see I was uncomfortable and embarrassed.”
“Did he say anything?”
“Oh yeah. But it’s not just what he said. It’s what he did that blew my mind.”
“Holy shit!” I thought to myself. “This guy just keeps going for it with his Dad!” It drove me crazy in my mind to be picturing this actually playing out at their house. All that hot nakedness, and this son deliberately getting hard so his dad would catch him! I knew right away there had to be some positive atmosphere the dad was creating there or Jake wouldn’t be taking these bold risks. Yes, he was pushing things further on his own, but there still had to be some sense that his actions would pay off. I felt so locked into his father’s mindset, even though I didn’t know this man at all.
He hold me his father said, “Hey Jake, don’t worry about trying to cover that up. You don’t have to hide that from me.”
“I’m sorry Dad.” Jake replied. “Sometimes it just gets that way and I can’t stop it. It’s a little embarrassing is all.”
“You don’t have to feel embarrassed, son.” The dad reassured Jake. “We all get that way, and it’s nothing to be ashamed of. And by the way there is nothing little about that.” He gestured toward his son’s erection.
Jake sheepishly smiled at this father and said, “Yeah, but I’m the one who got hard and you didn’t. That’s why I’m embarrassed.”
“This is too hot for words, Jake!” I typed back with so much excitement in my fingers I could barely spell the words correctly. “What did he say when you told him that?”
“He didn’t’ say a word. He just stared at me, and wouldn’t look away. Then he grabbed his cock and started stroking it until he was totally hard!”
Reading these words as they appeared in our IM conversation on my screen had me hard as a rock, and I told Jake as much. Throughout many of our conversations I was hard and stroking – and he was too. Today was especially hot, with everything being told. I could ‘see’ Jake sitting there naked and hard in front of his father, telling him of his embarrassment, with his father focusing on it and trying to make Jake feel comfortable. And I could see this hot, handsome, hung man staring his son in the eye, and getting himself hard for him. It had me bursting at my balls.
Jake continued his recounting of events. “I thought he would stop when he was fully hard, but he didn’t. He kept on jerking off and staring at me. My cock was dripping as I watched him, it was so hot. Then he closed his eyes and leaned back. He got really into masturbating himself while I watched. I felt like if I touched my dick I would cum in an instant. I was frozen in amazement and just watched him.”
I felt just like Jake did. If I didn’t stop touching my own dick, I was going to cum right then and there. Any expectation I had of what might happen was already blown out of the water, and I could only imagine the impact this had on Jake. He must have been jolted into the stratosphere.
“He started moaning like he was getting close to cumming, and his lower body started thrusting this fist.”
“WOW! What did your father sound like moaning?”
“It was all so incredible. Such a manly intense sound that filled the room. The moaning, the stroking, the way his body moved when he was thrusting up into his fist… it was amazing to be watching him. I never imagined I would see my dad being like this, and it was all happening right in front of me. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!”
“So what happened next?”
“He kept building up and building up until he couldn’t hold it back anymore. His moaning got really loud, and my dad’s cum started shooting out of his cock and up his body, landing all over his hairy chest and stomach. He was lost in his orgasm, like I wasn’t even there!”
I shot my load. I remember it clearly. I shot my fuckin’ load.
“I was in shock.” Jake said. “And my cock was harder than ever. Once he eased down a moment he looked at me and said, ‘There. Now there is nothing you ever have to be embarrassed about in front of me again.’ Then he laughed.
So I asked Jake, “Did you jerk off too?”
“Oh yes.” He said. “I looked back at my dad sitting there, covered in his cum and his big wet cock softening, and I grabbed my dick and started stroking it for him. I stroked it to him as much as I stroked it for him. It was like I wanted to show him his son could do the amazing thing he just did, and at the same time I needed to release what was nearly bursting in me. I was so turned on, it was nothing I’ve ever felt like before.”
Just reading his words had my second load already in the churner. It wouldn’t take much. “What was Dad doing while you stroked it?” I asked.
“He just watched me, but his face had this expression I’ve never seen on him before. It was like he was looking at me with such love, admiration, pride, and satisfaction. It’s hard to describe. And he was in some after-cum bliss, just slowly moving his hands through the cum on his chest and lightly massaging it around. He looked like some kind of sated animal.
“Did you cum for him?”
“I didn’t last long. I sprayed all over myself. Then he told me I did a good job and said I was a great son. He got up to get a towel for us to wipe up, and his cum was clung to his hairy chest and his wet cock dangled around. I love being able to watch him like that now.”
Once again, Dad took control of the situation and advanced things well beyond where either Jake or myself could have imagined. And so quickly! Deep inside I always felt that Jake’s dad would respond well to his son’s actions, but I wasn’t expecting him to propel things so much further. As if he was getting what he always wanted every bit as much as Jake was.
After they were wiped down, Jake told me he and his dad had a long talk and a lot was revealed. His dad let it be known that he was gay, but didn’t know how to share that with his son so he kept it hidden. All those years after Mom left, and never having a relationship with another woman... I was right and it was true after all. The father would keep his sexuality and his relationships away from home. Jake told his dad he was into men, too. Then he also came clean on his infatuation with his dad and how he had desired being naked with him. He finally told his dad that being naked together wasn’t all that he desired, and that he was attracted to him as well. In fact, he wanted to be with him. The father expressed the same desire for his son. That for a long time he watched his son develop into a beautiful and attractive young man that he wanted to be with, but knew he couldn’t possibly convey it, or act upon it. It was at this moment the two of them were expressing to each other the very thing they thought they would never be able to. They wanted to same thing. They wanted each other.
As I write this, it makes me think of how many sons and fathers who have these same mutual feelings but because they could not be openly expressed, a lifelong opportunity of a deeper love has passed them by, never to be realized. Yet, here it was happening for these two amazing men. And somehow I played a part in it. I feel like if I never advised Jake of what to do, the catalyst that broke down those walls may have never occurred. Who knows if I sped up the inevitable, or helped to create an entirely new reality which these two men desired but resigned themselves to never speaking of.
I was so proud of Jake for having the courage to try what he did, and so happy for these developments in his relationship with his father. It was a dream come true.
“How did the conversation go between you two about desiring each other?” I asked.
“We continued to talk about it. He wasn’t reluctant, but also knew what a sensitive subject this was and wanted to make sure I would be okay if something like this was really going to happen.”
“He’s a good dad and he loves you, Jake. I don’t think he’d be okay with doing anything if he thought for one moment you would not be able to handle it.”
“It’s what I’ve dreamed of since I’m like… 14. And I told him that. I want this. I’m ready for it. I can handle it. I love him. I mean... I really love him.
“You’re driving me nuts, man. I could just hug you. You have no idea how badly I wish I could be that trusted friend of your dad who gets to come over the house and be in on what you two have together.”
“That would be great. I would love that.”
“SO WOULD I!” Did anything happen with your Dad when you were talking about all of this? ”
“No. I mean, yes but no. We got very close while talking about all of this, but still had our personal space. I went to hug him when we were finishing up our talk. We hugged, but I think he sensed in my body that I may have wanted something more. He hugged me tight, but told me nothing more would happen yet. He wanted to make the first time special.”
“Damn, I really like your dad. That’s very sweet. Is there some sort of plan in mind?”
“Yes, his good friend has a cabin we use every once in a while to go camping. He arranged for us to go there for the weekend.”
“This weekend??”
“Yes, this weekend. That’s why I wanted to talk to you today. We leave tomorrow night. It’s about a 3 hour drive. I’m really excited about it. Nervous, but much more excited.”
“This is incredible! The two of you live together and are naked all the time. You could do anything you wanted at any moment but are waiting until you go away for the weekend first. Talk about romantic!”
“haha I know. He really wants this to be special.”
“Please get with me again as soon as you can once you get back. I’m dying to know what happened.”
“Yes, I will. I owe you a lot that’s why I’m telling you.”
“I really appreciate it, Jake. You owe me nothing, I’m just glad I could help and I got to know two pretty incredible men in the process.”
“You’re pretty incredible too. Thank you for everything you’ve done it really helped me.” Okay, I have to go, ttyl.”
We said our goodbyes, and two things occurred to me. First, the next time I would speak with him it would be just after one of the most amazing and significant events of his life. Second, there was no more for me to do. No more advice, no more plan, no more encouragement. They controlled it now. Everything was finally out in the open, and every single thing that happened leading up to it and as a result was a positive and incredible thing for both of them. This was all theirs now. The hand off already happened weather I realized it or not. And I was so happy for them.
End Part 3
Coming Soon... Part 4: The Weekend at The Cabin!
All pictures used are from the internet, and are not of any actual persons involved. They will taken down by request if any copyright or personal ownership can be proven.
All comments and feedback and welcomed and encouraged. I hope you enjoy the story, and my writing.
